I nearly didn’t! Consequently, I almost, but not quite, drenched her with the liquid fertiliser I was pouring on the rhubarb in the blue pot. She wasn’t very bothered. Just continued to hug the warmth of the fence
and then, after a moment or two, she turned around and snuggled up in the corner against the fence post. When I took the next photo she was asleep and purring. Wouldn’t it be lovely if we could purr in our sleep? So much nicer than snoring.